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“What part of me telling you he wasn’t worth it didn’t you hear? This could cost you an NFL career.”
“Rubz, I’m sorry, but I’m not calling to apologise for hitting him. He said things that...”
I trailed off, not really wanting to repeat it. Based on Ruby’s expression, she had an idea anyway.
“I called to check on you.”
Her face softened. “You’re the one who got in a bar fight, yet you’re calling to check on me?”
“I wouldn’t call it a bar fight. But if it earns me masculinity points, let’s go with it.”
She chuckled. I was wearing her down. Thank God for that, because the idea of letting her down was the fucking worst.
“What happened after you left the bar?” she asked.
I filled Ruby in on everything. Stefan had gone back inside to smooth things over. Apparently the owners had been oblivious to the altercation, so there were no qualms on their end. And thecrowd had been packed in so tight, they couldn’t see anything on the security cameras. It was a relief knowing there wasn’t video evidence that could come back and haunt me.
I would’ve called Ruby sooner, but I’d been busy handling the damage control. I’d had to fess up to my parents – just about the punch, not the whole sleeping-with-Ruby thing – when I came home with a swollen knuckle, and then I’d called Coach to check what I needed to do.
For now, his advice was nothing. But if Noah pressed charges, then I’d probably need to release a statement and work with the Phil-U PR team to fix the situation.
As far from ideal as that was, it was still worth putting Noah in his place. He didn’t get to speak about Ruby disrespectfully and walk away without consequences.
Ruby patiently listened, not uttering a word as I spoke. Even once I was finished, she remained quiet for a little while. If only I could be there to talk to her in person. One-hundred-and-seventy miles had never felt so far.
“I wish you hadn’t done it,” she murmured lightly. “But I understand why you did. And I’m grateful that you stood up for me.”
“I’ll always defend you, Rubz. It’s human instinct to me.”
Just like it was human instinct for my eyes to fall to her breasts that were no longer hidden behind bubbles, her nipples sharp from the cool bathroom.
My voice lowered an octave. “If I was with you right now, I’d perch you on the edge of the tub and eat your pussy until you forgave me.”
Her steamy cheeks heated as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Then what?”
Fuck. Where did I take this fantasy next?
“Then I’d bend you over, tell you to hold on to the vanity, and make you watch yourself in the mirror as I fucked you.”
I was rock hard, my dick standing like a tentpole in my sweatpants. Ruby was a living wet dream. Just the thought of touching her was enough for my cock to make his presence known.
“What did you do with the photo?” she gently asked.
“Hm?”
“Back in Miami, you said I didn’t want to know what you’d done with the picture I accidentally sent you.” Ruby’s fingertips danced up her naked chest before toying with her perky breasts. “I want to know. Tell me what you did.”
With pleasure.
“That picture was my undoing, Rubz. I couldn’t get it out of my head, as much I knew I should.” My cock twitched merely thinking about it. “So when I jerked off that night, I pretended it was your pussy clamped around me and not my hand.”
Ruby’s mouth fell open in surprise. I would love nothing more than to slip my dick through those parted lips and rock against her warm tongue. I was so turned on – a mix of tonight’s testosterone and the naked girl on the other end of the phone.
“What do you say to giving me some more motivation, baby? Can you show me your body?”
She blushed. “I can’t do that, Ryker.”
“Sure you can. Squeeze your tits for me.”
